All Stopped Up
I have been having writers blocks for about a week now and it’s really getting to me. Walking out of my apartment complex I read the sign right in the front of my place. Thinking who came up with tucson apartments? Not really caring I walked a little further and felt a very nice breeze kiss my face. smelling the emotions of people in the air I felt my spirit begin to lift. Thinking how I could turn this into a great book I begun to walk back to my apartment. I began to feel the words seep in like a beaver dam and I began to write again.
